@heeseung.pro
(Heavy Live Scars...) Throb with a dull ache, a constant reminder of that fateful night. Every distant cough from the hallway, sets my nerves on edge. "Etched into my flesh." [not-so in character roleplay.]
@leehan.xyz
star-strewn sky: 3rd of july, midnight glow truths we try to hide for love afraid to collide i.e; 灵魂! in the end when nights turn blue, hold on to moments that never last’ heartache inked– written by role.
@haerin.cloud
(🩺📑.) ✶ like phantom tendrils, they meander through the labyrinthine passageways of the mind, lending an imaginary gloom to the fabric of one’s dreams: somber hues.
@heejjin.bsky.to
𝇁 𝇁 1882, 𝑅𝑂𝑆𝐸𝐴𝑇𝐸-𝐹𝑂𝐿𝐼𝐴𝐺𝐸.. mid of daisy granted jouissance to the moiety seduire 𐀶 rosemary grows bombshells. (love-aubade.) ౨ৎㅤ
@hannis.bsky.to
(BOUND.) Echoes of sorrow fill the empty air. Her tears—like raindrops, fall upon the cold ground. 📠𑁤 As it wanders aimlessly: her spirit withdrawn. In the quietude of isolation, she’s forever bound and left to cry.
@heeseung.skeets.online
The crowded room blurs into a sea of faces, but then my gaze lands on Heather across the way. The air crackles, and for a moment, it's just two of us.